| Yeah that’s right Chuck man, that’s what you gotta do
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| You got to tell 'em JUST LIKE THAT, you know what I’m sayin?
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| Cause yo, man let me tell you a little somethin man
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| All these brothers around here fiendin for that crack-a-lack-a-lack
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| You dig what I’m sayin? |
| Yo man, all they wanna do is get what you got
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| But when you ain’t got nuttin, then they wanna cut you off
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| So what you gotta do, you gotta play 'em long distance
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| You know what I’m sayin? |
| I mean long distance
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| They think we takin shorts, show 'em this is Cold Medina man
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| C’mon, kick it!
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| Back one more time, here to put the message in a rough rhyme
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| It’s important that you knowin the time
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| Cause I’m seein the program, know what I know and
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| Until we get together we will never be up for sure
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| So I wreck like I’m posessed by Malcolm X
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| See the feds want us dead, we too complex
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| I always speak the truth, comin from me to you
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| We movin as a unit so you KNOW we refuse to lose
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| I got my eyes on the lies from Washington
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| I’m a survivor, I know how the West was won
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| See a show and tell, the way the CoIntel
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| Undermind the REAL hip-hop so the cops can trail
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| But know bad boys move in silence
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| Save us all from the pain of a life of violence
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| They tappin my phone, full grown and knowin
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| And still prone to refute the lies, won’t stop until we rise
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| + various samples
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| Rise up! |
| «C'mon, ah-c'mon»
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| Rise… rise up! |
| «One more time»
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| We rise… rise up! |
| «C'mon, ah-c'mon»
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| Rise… rise up! |
| «To the beat y’all»
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| I’m a hard truth soldier to the bone for change
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| Demonstrate and seperate the fact from strange
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| Blame companies killin our children
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| When the villain’s on the record never think for a second that’s the way we live
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| Wanna squeeze on the fleas at MTV
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| We quiz knots for the cops at BET
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| Seize the time, always rhymin combinin the antidote
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| For dope Interscope and fake gangster quotes
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| Cause I can recollect times when records set
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| Collect a dead brother you mind if you silence it yet
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| Rest the program, defeat the beastie
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| Cause on the street they do as we influenced by what we see
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| And yes it «Weighs a Ton» I say it once again
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| That’s why the Enemy is down with Paris and KAM
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| It’s all fam, we collide we live
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| Better decide on which side you ride, won’t stop until we rise
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| Y’all don’t know, y’all don’t know uhh
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| I know the power of fame, ain’t never playin no games
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| Never croonin is provin, that we ready for change
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| Never simpin but they pimpin my people, for the dollars
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| So I holla back it keep us from EVIL 'til them devils are collared
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| And like I said it’s on, I say it once again
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| Better know the plan to keep us ignorant
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| Brother to brother, ain’t no other can smother
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| Or erase my case, we marry words with BASS
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| Just another wicked rhyme that I’m rappin on
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| S1's got my back if the clappin come
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| Pass on the work, makin sure the words are known
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| Keep 'em nervous, make 'em understand we servin foes
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| Keep it goin strong, nevertheless, know the enemy
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| And never back down, you can take it to press
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| 'Less the mic like the art dart told you before
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| We for the prize emphasis the fight, now c’mon and rise |